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Marriage Contract 20
Evy "You look amazing, Mrs. D'Angelo," he whispers some time later, possessively wrapping his arm around my waist and starting a slow dance among the few couples. "I'm so proud of you." "Thank you," I whisper back. Gael leans in a bit, his face close to mine, and immediately our eyes meet. "Now, onto phase two," he says. I consider pulling back a bit to ask about this phase two he mentioned, but unexpectedly, he holds the back of my neck, catching a few strands of my hair between his fingers, and before I can even breathe, his mouth tenderly captures mine in a slow, warm manner. However, it's no less intense and provocative. Provocative, indeed! Because I feel something I can't quite explain. I just know it's quite... enjoyable, and I don't want it to end... ever! But he interrupts the kiss and eagerly murmurs, "I love you." My heart races too fast, I can barely breathe. The spell breaks when he raises his eyebrows, forces a smile, and leans in close to my ear again. "Jasper can lip
Marriage Contract 21
Evy I slowly open my eyes, greeted by a beautiful, sunlit morning flooding my room mercilessly. I groan in frustration; it's already daytime. For the first time, I had the worst night of my life in this house. After leaving Gael with his ridiculously hot advances in the living room, I locked myself in my room, fighting not to go back and claim what he was offering so eagerly. Quickly, I shed the dress and high heels, racing to the bathroom and discarding my undergarments along the way. I turn on the shower and almost scream when the cold water hits my body, which burns from within. Whoever said cold water calms the fire of seduction either didn't know Gael D’Angelo or couldn't be more wrong! After that, I tossed and turned practically the whole night, occasionally lost in insanely hot thoughts. Result? I lost sleep, and by the time I finally managed to sleep, dawn was breaking. Damn it, I dreamt of my husband devouring me in every corner of this room! Frustrating! I sigh heavily, d
Marriage Contract 22
Evy After stopping at a café and purchasing the most delicious croissants along with two large cups of espresso generously topped with cream, the car parked in front of the oncology clinic. For the first time, I observed its elegant façade adorned in light shades of green and soft beige. Anxiously, I entered the building because conversing with my mother had been a soothing balm amid my rather tumultuous life. Witnessing Judy's animated and clear-minded demeanor, her laughter and trivial chatter, brought happiness and reminded me of the woman she had always been. Despite the harsh reality of Andrew Dixon's death sinking in, she remained unfazed. Yet, beneath it all, a trace of sadness lingered in her gaze. Before heading to her room, I decided to stop by Dr. Monique's office as I needed an update on her treatment progress and the prospects concerning my mother's illness. As always, she greeted me at the door with a professional yet friendly smile. "Evy, I'm glad you're here! I've be
Marriage Contract 23
Evy As the car races over the asphalt, I glance out the window, yet my focus doesn't latch onto the happenings outside. My mind is ablaze with this news of Judy being determined to move into our old house, and I know it's not a feasible suggestion at the moment. She'll need someone to be by her side at home and at the doctor's, someone attentive to her medication schedules. The worst part was leaving the clinic without managing to persuade her to come live with me, which is why I'm now seeking other solutions. "Head to the outskirts, Jonas!" I abruptly instruct the driver before he gets on the highway. "Sorry, Ma'am, but I don't advise..." "You're not here to advise me, Ulisses!" I snap irritably at the security guard seated beside me, hearing the sound of his heavy breath, likely upset with my reluctance. "I need to inform Mr. D'Angelo!" "Do whatever you want!" I retort, passing the address to the driver. I return my gaze to the window, and before long, we enter a small, dirty n
Marriage Contract 24
Evy "Ah!" I release a drawn-out sigh of pure appreciation as my body begins to recover from my third orgasm. Gael collapses weakly beside me on the bed, and I hear the loud sound of his heavy breathing. I wish I could look at him and see how disheveled and sweaty he is, but my eyes are heavy and simply won't obey. I snap out of my thoughts as I feel his body shifting beside me on the mattress, and I open my eyes slightly to meet a perfect pair of black pearls staring at me with amusement. I also smile languidly. "What's up?" I ask, biting my lower lip, restraining my smile from widening. He dismisses it and quickly kisses me on the mouth. "Enjoyed it?" I shrug, showing little regard for his question. "It was alright!" I retort disdainfully, contemplating finding the strength to get out of bed. "Oh, now you hurt me!" he grumbles, placing a hand on my forearm. "Where do you think you're going?" I take a deep breath and suppress a good laugh because I know I've hit his masculine ego h
Marriage Contract 25
Evy "Oh, daughter, I've missed my little corner so much!" Mom hisses, somewhat emotional as soon as I open the door. She steps in, gazes at the living room for a good while, releasing some long, soft appreciative sighs. Her eyes well up with tears, yet they don't fall. It's as if she's holding them back, and believe me, I understand. I try not to cling to memories of this place, so I stay neutral in the middle of the room, just watching her as she lightly touches her furniture with her fingertips. She picks up one of the picture frames, gazes at it for a few seconds, and does the same with another and another. But then, she walks over to a window and seems to drift back in time. After her inspection of long silent minutes, she looks at me and smiles, wiping the corner of her eyes. "I want to organize a welcome dinner for myself and celebrate my victory with my true friends," she informs me. And there's that joy I cherish so much, back again. I smile, returning the sweetest, happiest
Marriage Contract 26
Evy There's not much to do at the D'Angelo mansion, every time I come back from my mother's house I get lost in this huge place, or I get stuck in a library or even in the swimming pool, or I simply sleep and for this reason, I decided to return with my morning runs. This time accompanied by my brutish security guard, and don't think I'm doing this outside the estate, because it's so big here that there seems to be no end to it. Like now, I'm coming back from another run and when I get home from my workout, I run up the stairs and straight to the bathroom. To my surprise, I hear the shower turn on and notice that the door is ajar. Curious, I slowly approach and catch a glimpse of Gael's wet body. He's standing with his back to me under the water that's falling like a waterfall. I sigh audibly and think, should I go in or not? I bite my lower lip with a cheeky thought and start to undress, I enter the room slowly and silently, then I enter the shower and hug him from behind, kissing h
Marriage Contract 27
Evy The golf club isn't much different from the tennis club I used to frequent in my adolescence. All the luxury of the structure, the lush greenery covering most of the perimeter, and the white fences containing a beautiful flower garden. Tiffany steps out of the car and walks toward a cottage where some women await us at a round table on the veranda. As we approach, I notice the girls eyeing me up and down, their curiosity barely concealed. I take a deep breath, subtly, not wanting them to notice my discomfort being here. As we draw near, I observe them closely, greeting each other warmly, embracing festively and at length, possibly whispering among themselves. "Ladies, this is Evy D’Angelo," Tiffany announces as she steps away from the group of friends, beaming broadly at everyone. I feel like a trophy being displayed for them. "Oh my God, so it's true?! That hunk actually got married?" one of them comments with extreme surprise, bringing her hands close to her mouth. Yet, she do
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